She drove

She drove far
Lingonberries dancing in the periphery
Pine needles floating around granit heads
That oak that lovers hid under during centries

She drove far
All the way to that hill
hand through the windshield
buzzing when the sky touched it

She drove far
Then they locked her away

Meat should cook för two hours
Tiny hair floating in soap water
Potatoe sacks on aching shoulders

She got old
She got alone
Then she drove

She drove far
Tingle of gravel under tired tyres
Three heart beats of lake glimmering
Storehouse where there once was a cabin

She drove until her memory started to fade
Then they locked her away